Dressing in a dog-blood romance and engaging in lily[Quick Transmigration]

The plan of letting Song Ci'an sell paintings to make money is not feasible, but Jing Nian is a little embarrassed to mention it directly, afraid of hurting Song Ci'an's heart.

Fortunately, Song Ci'an also has self-knowledge, and after putting away the things, he tacitly acts as if nothing happened.

The atmosphere fell into an embarrassing situation for a while.

"Eh? There seems to be a lot of furniture in the room?" Jing Nian exclaimed in surprise.

She didn't pay attention to it just now, but now she calmed down and saw the surrounding environment. The originally simple and shabby house now looks a little more "home". potted flowers.

Seeing the astonishment of the people around her, Song Ci'an had a soft smile in her eyes. She nodded and said, "I'll ask someone to come and pretend in the afternoon."

After that, she led Jing Nian to the door of the second bedroom, and said: "This room has also been renovated, can you see if there is anything missing?"

Although Song Ci'an was very unwilling to be separated from Jing Nian, but now she has no valid reason for the two of them to sleep together, it is really unreasonable not to decorate the bedroom after the outside is decorated.

She knew that Jing Nian liked to sleep on big beds, she had been to Jing Nian's room when she was in country F before, and the other party slept on a rather exaggerated three-meter bed.

Originally, she also wanted to copy and buy the same one, but later when the decoration company came, she realized that this idea was a little unrealistic, because this house is not very big in the first place, not to mention that the room prepared for Jing Nian is the second bedroom, which is even smaller It's one o'clock, if you put a three-meter bed in this room, I'm afraid there won't even be a place to stand.

In desperation, he could only accept the decoration company's suggestion and put a relatively larger bed.

But now it seems that Jing Nian doesn't seem to be disgusted at all, the other party directly threw himself on the soft bed and rolled over, and then said to her with bright eyes: "Thank you An An, I like it so much!"

Song Ci'an was stunned when he heard this nickname, and then the tips of his ears hidden under his hair turned slightly red, as if the other party had acquiesced that she liked this nickname after he succeeded in acting coquettishly just now, and unconsciously called out when expressing his gratitude.

Actually... She still prefers the other party to call her Sister Song.

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The next day Jing Nian went to that coffee shop again, and sure enough, he saw that Lin An was already sitting in it early, in the same seat by the window yesterday, the sun shone through the transparent glass, making that baby face even more handsome.

As she was watching, Lin An looked back at her as if aware of something, and smiled with her lips curled up. She felt a shudder in her heart, thinking, who would know that there was a devil hidden under the angel's appearance? heart?

Lin An sat for another day, Jing Nian tried his best to restrain himself from looking at him, pretending to be nonchalant.

Day three, day four, day five...

On the seventh day, Jing Nian finally received a bouquet of flowers.

Lin An smiled handsomely, holding a large bouquet of flowers with his white fingers, and his face was still slightly flushed.

In the eyes of outsiders, this may be considered an eye-catching scene. A tall and handsome young man confesses to a petite and beautiful girl. Many people even want to join in the fun and shout "together".

But in Jing Nian's heart, she breathed a long sigh of relief. If Lin An doesn't act according to the plot, she will feel restless all day, like a sword of Darmos hanging above her head. It fell and splashed her blood.

She took the bouquet and smiled with a standard sense of shyness, but her heart was filled with embarrassment.

"Thank you, but I have no plans to fall in love recently." She read the lines according to the original plot.

"It's okay." Lin An's eyes narrowed with a smile, "The future will be long."

Looking at the girl whose face was half covered by roses on the phone, Song Ci'an grabbed the phone and threw it on the ground with great strength. , and then all black down.

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Jing Nian threw the flowers away on the way home, holding the bouquet of flowers was like holding a bottle of poison in her hands, feeling cold and disgusting, she walked downstairs in the community, looked up, and could see The window on the fourth floor was lit, she smiled, and the cold and stiff hands just seemed to suddenly warm up.

She went upstairs and opened the door, and found that although the light in the living room was on, she didn't see Song Ci'an's person. She turned around and closed the door, and walked a few steps in, only to see the figure busy in the kitchen.

"Huh? Are you cooking?" she asked in surprise.

Song Ci'an stopped the knife in his hand as if he had just seen her and let out a soft "hmm".

Jing Nian didn't notice that she was in a bad mood, and squeezed over curiously, and saw that the vegetables on the chopping board had been cut into shapes, and the rice in the rice cooker next to her was already keeping warm.

"You... when did you learn it?"

Song Ci'an didn't speak, he raised his chin at the cooking video playing on the table, and then focused on the dishes in his hands.

It turned out that I was studying...

Jing Nian thought in his heart.

She stood by with her arms folded and looked at it for a while, and found that there seemed to be nothing she could get her hands on. She was a little depressed for a while. It stands to reason that Song Ci'an was doing her own things outside when she was cooking. She should follow suit later, but for some reason, watching Song Ci'an cook, she just didn't want to leave.

But Song Ci'an didn't talk much in the first place, and now he was concentrating on cooking and ignoring her, so she could only find something to talk to herself.

Seeing the mobile phone on the table, she said, "You got a new mobile phone."

Song Ci'an's hand paused slightly, and then said in an extremely light tone: "Well, the one before was accidentally dropped."

Jing Nian didn't notice that something was wrong with her, he said dryly "Oh" and didn't know what to say again.

Fortunately, Song Ci'an seemed to think that she was in the way here, so he said without raising his head: "It's been a long day, you should take a shower first, and you can eat when you come out."

When Jing Nian heard this sentence, he felt amnesty, agreed and hurriedly walked to the bathroom, leaving Song Ci'an still chopping vegetables rhythmically.

The bathroom door closed with a bang, Song Ci'an stopped what she was doing, she twitched her nose lightly, smelling the smell of roses lingering in the air, she frowned expressionlessly.

It stinks.

When Jing Nian came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, the hot food had already been set on the table, she took two breaths of the aroma that wafted to the tip of her nose, and her heart couldn't get any better.

This is the first time someone has cooked such a table of meals for her so formally since she was a child.

Sat happily on the table, took the chopsticks that Song Ci'an handed her and ate the food, "Wow, it's delicious!" She praised without hesitation.

In fact, the taste is not particularly amazing, but it is not unpalatable, but it is not bad to be able to achieve this level of cooking for the first time, at least it is much more delicious than the first time she made it herself.

The towel that was originally wrapped around her head was torn off, and some wet hair hung down. Song Ci'an took the towel and gently wiped her hair.

She was a little embarrassed, she held her hands that were wiping around her head, and said: "You eat first, your hair will dry automatically after eating."

Song Ci'an's cold voice came from behind, "Be obedient, if you don't wipe it, you will get a headache."

Jing Nian blushed, her hands hung down limply, she didn't eat anymore, she just obediently straightened her head to wipe, for some reason, she always felt that Song Ci'an's hands seemed to have magical powers, obviously there was no strange movement, but Made her itch badly.

Itchy.

She blushed and thought, Song Ci'an is such a nice person, beautiful and virtuous, and caring, this friend is not in vain, Song Ci'an will be her half-sister from now on!

After wiping her hair, Song Ci'an sat across from her to eat, the two obviously didn't say a few words, the atmosphere was very quiet, but Jing Nian just felt that the meal was enjoyable, as if he felt like he was at home.

In the brightly lit villa, a tall and handsome man stood upright. When he looked carefully, he found something in front of him.

A baby bib was hung on his body, and the little black dog inside was crawling sleepily, and would "snooze" from time to time when it was shaken.

The man held a few pieces of information in his hand, on which he found Jing Nian's nearest address, and a photo of Jing Nian working in the coffee shop, and of course the figure of Lin An holding roses.

Wen Quantian touched the little black dog's head with one hand, and first said: "Baby, our family will be reunited soon."

Looking at those photos again, he frowned fiercely, and snorted coldly: "What kind of thing is the Lin family, who dares to snatch women from me!"

He has been very busy these past few days. First he broke off the engagement with Jing Mo, and then cut off the Jing family's capital chain. In just a few days, a huge new family fell into decline.

At this moment, things haven't started to ferment. Although the Jing family went bankrupt, the news hasn't spread that far, but it is estimated that the whole H city will know about it in a few days.

As for that Lin An, to be honest, he actually dismissed it. He knew how much Jing Nian loved him. When the time came, as long as he admitted his mistake and pampered her wholeheartedly, that stupid woman would definitely follow him back. .

The phone rang, Wen Quantian glanced at it and pressed "reject", he sneered.

Thinking of Jing Mo's crying face when he revealed the truth, he couldn't help but feel sick.

Even though she's on the blacklist, she still has the ability to call again. This woman really has no shame.

It was this femme fatale woman who caused his Nian Nian to suffer so much.

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Male lead: Nian Nian loves me so much, she obediently came back when I hooked my fingers.

Song Ci'an: Please stop your stinking speeches!

I have a manuscript saved, but I can't put it... I can't disrupt the list plan, oh, alas, every list before V has its word count requirements.

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: rational, passing 2;